Fallen Child In Rot And Gore lyrics

Thrown away weak body From the highest building Infant flying through air screaming Death is close to this insanity After picture out of breathe No sign of a normal life in splattered Imprudent,pulsity of a bossy lace A reek of flesh that will decay away, away... 'A morbid state of mind only producting death From the love that someone was gave' 'A wounds from knife wouldn't stop A Father of massacre, persecutor of Death' An excident or violation Blood pouring out Mutilated infant wept Child crowned with pain Like leprosy I feed from skin Warm lakes of blood, smeared And the stench is overwhelming Like something's up Oh, child's rotting... The rain will clean this all...